Avengers Imagines

He becomes Injured - chapter 29

Steve

"The Star-Spangled Man with a Plan my ass." You mumbled and dabbed disinfecting ointment on his cuts and scrapes that were decorated across his body, "shirt off."

He peeled the top part of his shirt off and you marvelled at his abs and pecs.

"Stop staring." He teased and you rolled your eyes, dabbing more ointment onto a large cut that was from his belly button to his left pec. (AN/ Left boob.)

He winced slightly and you apologised profusely, running a hand through his hair and the other working on his wounds.

"How'd this happen?" you asked and applied a piece of gauze over his large cut, feeling him tense under your hands.

"One guy knew about you," he breathed and looked up with a horrified expression, "he said that hydra will get to you like buck-"

"Hey," you said and took his loveable, handsome face in your small hands and pecked him on his plump lips, "hydra can kiss my ass."

"Language."

Thor

"What is this torture?" Thor exclaimed as you were strapped to a chair and he was in a glass container, "it feels like you are tickling."

A snort escaped your lips at your fiancé's antics and the Hydra agent only let out a frustrated groan.

"What to do with-" he glanced towards your bored looked frame and then grinned, "He's your fiancé, correct?"

"Correctamundo, idiot." Now Thor let out a laugh and you grinned at him. The Hydra agent stepped close to your then shoved a knife into your hand, causing Thor to let out an enraged cry.

"y/n!" Thor cried and you let out a small whimper, but you refused to scream. Refused.

"Tell me where shield is?" He growled and you let out a small chuckle.

"Where aren't they?" Another knife was shoved in your thigh and you hissed in pain as Thor started hammering his fists on the glass that was separating you both.

"I'm going to ask you again, where's shield?" He asked threatening and you stayed silent, bracing for your injury. A knife to your arm.

"Fuck!" You cried out and the glass shattered from beside you and Thor knocked the man out of the way, and then snapped his neck.

"Y/n?" He whispered and you grimaced as he pulled the knives out of your body, "I'm so sorry."

Clint

Your phone buzzed on your nightstand and you let out a small groan, before picking it up and yawning.

"Hello?" You croaked and you recognised Natasha's voice over the receiver.

"Hey Y/n, sorry to wake you up but Clint broke his leg." She informed you and a tired groan escaped your lips as you got to your feet, cold air hitting your exposed legs as clint's t-shirt only went so far on your body.

"Where are you?" You groggily asked and slipped on a pair of jeans, doing the button up with one hand and slipping your fly up.

"We're at stark towers, clint's on a rampage in the training room." You chuckled and with a bra now on you threw on a shirt and grabbed a random hoodie which turned out to be his and started to walk towards your car out the front.

"Alright Nat, I'll be there in a few thanks." She gave a small goodbye and then hung up.

Making your way towards stark towers was harder then you thought, being 3 am didn't help you at all.